The next day, Nico sat on the bed topless, lost in thought.
If it were not for the lingering soreness in the area that had been injured yesterday, if it were not for the note on the bedside table, Nico would really wonder if everything that happened yesterday was just a dream.
Because now, on the surface, she looked no different from a healthy person, even the horrifying wound from yesterday had faded to the point of being barely noticeable.
"The miraculous Eastern Wizard, will we have the chance to meet again?" Nico murmured as she looked at the note written in English, her eyes reflecting a mix of loss, longing, and anticipation.
When Nico held the note Ge Dongxu had given her, Fan Hong also had a document in his hand. On the document was a photo, unmistakably of Nico, along with a middle-aged woman with blonde hair, dressed in black, exuding a sense of nobility, sensuality, and a cool, professional demeanor.
"It's her daughter!" Fan Hong's face showed a trace of surprise.
